The Great Pyrenees Mountain Dog was bred to work with shepherds and their flocks, not as a herder, but as a guardian. We are proud defenders of our charges, who are also usually white and just a little bit woollier than we are, or so I’m told. I’ve never actually seen a sheep….
Last March, I heard a truck come into our yard. I was very excited about it because it was someone I didn’t know. Not only that, but the truck started going down the hydro line! On our grass! Trucks aren’t supposed to do that! I wanted to go tell it to get back where it was supposed to be, but Elizabeth Grabbed my collar and I had to go into the house. I was a bit miffed. I hadn’t had many opportunities to show how good I could be at guarding, and I was just getting my voice in shape for the job, too!
I couldn’t see anything happening from inside. But I could hear the truck come around to the side of the house. Then I heard all kinds of strange noises: thumps and bumps and rumbling, clattering and tumbling sounds…. I was good though. I didn’t bark in the house. But I couldn’t help pacing and I pulled on Elizabeth’s hand a couple of times, “Come on! Something weird is going on out there! We should go check! What if Kay’s in trouble?” But she didn’t seem worried.
Two-leggers seem very incurious animals sometimes. I worry about them. How they’ve survived this long as a species is beyond me.
Then I heard the truck engine roar again. A minute or two later, I could see the top of it through the two-leggers’ eating room wall (They have a hole in it, but you can’t go through it. Weird, ’cause you can see through it…. It took a while for me to get used to these strange holes, but I like that I can see what’s going on through them).
Kay came in and after a bit, I was allowed to go out. Naturally, the first thing I did was to see what the invader had been up to. I followed it’s trail at top speed – easy… it was stinky. After it went past the big rock, it turned sharply toward the river, then once past that side of the rock, it turned again toward the house, and – HOLEY COOKIES! What was that!
Beside the two-leggers house and just in front of the big-stick house [woodshed] was a huge pile of big-sticks! Well, I thought they were big sticks. But one jumped off at me! That kinda spooked me. I saw Elizabeth standing on the walkway and I warned her that something strange was going on. She just stood there and watched me. I realised that I was going to have to address the problem myself…
I guess it was just a big-stick after all. I felt a little silly for making such a big noise about it. Elizabeth says it was a good practice run, anyway. Something about we learn through experience. I’m not sure what that means, exactly. All I know is that next time something unexpected happened, I made more effort to check the scene out, to figure out just what was going on before I got all excited about it.